My heart, jeez, I think it will fall of my chest. I adjust the handles of my backpack and I try to hurry out of the alley.
I can hear his footsteps and it's dangerously close. I feel his presence, I'll throw up right there and then. I know I can fight him, but do I really want to? I'm fucking tired and seriously, he seems like he could have a gun or something.
Suddenly, he grabs my wrist. I hear his raspy voice, full of darkness and nightmares. Ones I probably lived.
« Where are you going little one? »
Little one. I hate this nickname. He always said it when he wanted to play with me during the months he locked me up. Cain. Urgh, his name give me goosebumps. Even if it was few years ago, I can still hear is voice lingering in my head.
« Let me go immediately ». My voice didn't shake and I sounded so sure of myself. Lucky for me, he is human and can't hear the drum noise that my heart is doing, trying to pump my blood to fight or flight. I try to shake him off, but his moist hand is grabbing me more firmly and he drag me near of him.
« Oh no little one, I'll have fun with you. I want to hear you scream my name while you are on all fours and I cum inside your little pussy. I can't promise I'll gentle tho, you should've take my proposition earlier. » and then he grabs my ass, grinning with his too white teeth.
I roll my wrist out to get free and kick him between his legs with my knee, spit on him and then proceed to run. All of a sudden, an expensive black car with tinted window block my ways with a hiss of tires. The driver rolls down his window, pointing at me with a gun.
What he doesn't know is I am not afraid of death. In fact, death doesn't want me. I know cause I tried to find her often, and ended up walking this earth once again.
I charge at the car, dodging on the right, jumping and sliding on the hood of the car. He didn't shoot, probably cause it was only a threat and he didn't want to caught the attention. He is smarter than I thought.
I ran for the life of me, taking small alleys, jumping on fences. I could hear the car following me, but a car can't go everywhere. As a werewolf, I was freaking fast too. I stopped after what seemed to be an eternity, knowing they lost me after the first five minutes of my run. Thanks the goddess that my cardio was ✨on point ✨.
It was not the first time something like that happened. In fact, since I started to work for Andrew three years ago, I was followed at least two dozens of times. Sometimes, it was the same guys, cause you know, they know where I work. I was hurt a handful of times, never too badly, only once needing sutures. I did it myself since there was no emergency care available for me. It's too expensive, and not for werewolves. I heard of one clandestine hospital for werewolves, but it moves a lot, not wanting to get caught by the police.
After an hour, I finally catch a bus that brings me near my appartment. The front door of the building is not locked, again. The windows are broken anyway, so it doesn't matter that much right? I search for my keys, and unlock my mailbox. Three invoices and a restaurant flyer. Chinese sounds so good right now. I go up the four staircase that leads to my appartment, composing the Chinese's restaurant number and order a combo for two. I'm that hungry.
My door always jam when I open it, so I kick it on the right lower corner and it finally give up. I open the lights, close the door, lock it and slide the chain. I don't trust nobody in this building so I wedge a chair under the doorknob.
I can hear the neighbors screaming at each other, throwing things in the appartment above mine. I take a broom and hit the ceiling a couple of times. They kick the floor, so I hit back. I decide to take a shower, praying to have hot water today. Fortunately for me, I do and it feels like heaven. I use my lavender shampoo and my camomile body wash to sooth my mind. I dry myself and out in a too old and too big Nirvana t-shirt. Comb my hair, and choose a book. The delivery guy ring so I go and fetch my food. I give him a good tip since it's very dangerous at this time of the night. And also I love this guy. Al always give me extra fortune cookies cause he knows I like it so much.
I down my food in approximately two minutes and I finally go to bed. I always have trouble falling asleep, since I know I'll have a nightmare. I have it every night since Cairn. Every. Fucking. Night. I wake up soaking wet, having trouble breathing. Tonight is not different.